Eighth Test: Cycle Three, Month one, Day Twenty-Four

[poison_dango]

[Anko, true to her occasionally snake-like nature, is basking in the sun of an Egyptian midday, coat off and under her to offer a little protection from the hot sand. She seems perfectly content watching everyone go mad over the stars while she munches on a baklava-esque pastry--though she's keeping an eye out for stray projectiles

Comments

[distantspring]

I need the opposite, I think. I've got the power, just... not so much the brains part-kamo.

[poison_dango]

Ah, well, we can't all be geniuses. I leave that to the Uchiha and such.

[distantspring]

I guess that's true!